Taoyun Primary School Doctor

Chapter 473
There was no sign of this gust of wind, and it blew suddenly, with biting cold, which made people feel creepy, and the people behind the old man were even more chaotic, and the soldiers holding spears were also staring at the surrounding vigilantly As if facing an enemy, the four men with long knives at their waists also directly drew out the long knives at their waists.

Only the old man hidden under the black robe did not move at all, he was very calm, even if there was such a strange wind blowing around him, he would not be moved at all.

"Ah... it's finally here."

A faint sigh came from under the black robe, and the old man's black robe swayed in the dark wind. He suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice: "Don't get confused, stay on guard!"

The old man's words were very intimidating. Just as the words fell, the chaotic crowd unexpectedly quieted down. The old, weak, sick, disabled, women and children all crowded together quietly, while the soldiers holding spears formed a circle , to protect them.

"Grandpa, what should we do?!"

Anur opened his mouth, his expression was solemn, and he kept staring around, as if he was on guard for something.

"According to the old rules, take this camp as the center, and the others stick to it. The four of you follow me, and cut off these bastards!"

The old man was very decisive. After he gave the order, he turned to look at Lin Hao and the others again and said, "Next is the test of life and death. I don't care who you are. It's best not to play tricks. My tribe can protect you once, but yours The camp needs to be loaned to us!"

Although the old man's words were not very pleasant to listen to, Lin Hao and the others had no reason to refute them, especially now that the wind is blowing around, which always gives people a bad feeling. After hearing the old man's words at this moment, Mr. Lin made a decisive decision and immediately said: "It's a deal, I hope you don't play tricks behind your back!"

"Our Hei Qiao tribe are all brave and good at fighting, and they never steal or play tricks behind their backs!"

A man next to Anur heard Mr. Lin's words, and immediately retorted excitedly.

Old Man Lin didn't speak, but just nodded his head, agreeing that this group of people would borrow the camp, and after Old Man Lin nodded, the old man in black robe first arranged for all the people to retreat into the camp.

"Remember, no matter what happens, never step out of the camp, we will definitely survive!"

The old man in black yelled at everyone, including Lin Hao and others. Since he promised to borrow Lin Hao's camp to protect the five people, he will definitely do it.

Obviously, this is not the first time that the black-robed old man and others have encountered such a situation. Under the arrangement of the black-robed old man, everyone lined up in an orderly formation, unanimously facing the outside world.

It was also at this time that the dark wind suddenly became stronger, sand and stones were flying around, and the sky finally completely darkened. Several people lit the torch. The torch swayed in the strong wind. Although it kept flickering, it never went out.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of unpleasant laughter, which seemed to come from all directions, making people confused.

"You lowly ants, the old king liked to treat you ants like blood... Jie Jie Jie..."

This voice is like an evil ghost in the Nine Nether Hell, extremely unpleasant, especially in its words, it treats living people as so-called blood food.

"Pretend to be gods and ghosts, but they are only the remaining descendants of the Nether Race, dare to call themselves king?!"

Hearing these illusory words, the black-robed old man was not moved. He was hidden in the black robe at this moment, as if melting into the night. If he didn't speak, it would be difficult to find him even at a very close distance.

"Even your ancestors have been sealed by us for endless years. Even if the seal is broken now, and two or three kittens and puppies are released, what kind of disturbance will it cause?"

The old man in black robe contained a lot of information. Lin Hao, Baili Xuance and others were shocked when they heard it. Mr. Lin, Lin Hao and Liu Ruyun were better off, but Baili Xuance and Baili kept their promise. After that, his complexion changed drastically.

They have heard many legends about the Xiling Mountains, one of which is that there are actually several strange existences left over from the ancient times sealed in the Xiling Mountains, and now hearing the old man's words, they are naturally shocked.

"Presumptuous, you lowly ants, die!"

The words of the black-robed old man seemed to have angered the ethereal existence, and with the roar of the other party, a black whirlwind suddenly blew up around him.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew and rushed towards a warrior holding a spear with lightning speed. This strange wind was so strange that it was difficult for people to notice it. When people found out, it was already too late.

All of a sudden, ghosts and wolves were howling around, and countless broken branches and leaves were rolled up by the black whirlwind. Many people were trembling, and Liu Ruyun, who was supporting Lin Hao, hugged Lin Hao's arm tightly.

But at this moment, before this strange wind blows, the figure of the black-robed old man flashed, and two thin hands protruded from under the black robe. mind!"

As the words of the black-robed old man came out, the words that were originally spoken softly gradually became louder, until finally it exploded in everyone's heart like a magic sound, and everyone who was frightened by the sound of howling ghosts and wolves Everyone woke up.

Afterwards, the gesture of the black-robed old man changed again, and the formula in his hand changed quickly, and then he softly uttered a word again: "Town!"

Following the exit of the array, the moment before the strange wind approached the camp, a beam of light flickered, flew out of the old man's hand, pierced the night sky, and directly hit the strange wind.

This is a very strange phenomenon. The wind is an invisible thing, but at this moment it is fixed by a ball of light, and it keeps rolling there, but it can't get rid of it.

"Ah!!! Damn, isn't the nine mantras lost?!"

Painful screams came from the night sky, and it was from the light group.

"Although none of the descendants of future generations comprehend the nine mantras, thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, the ancestors passed down the magic seal back then, which was designed to subdue foreign races!"

After the black-robed old man finished speaking, he stopped talking, but waited for the light group to expand continuously, and finally turned into a circle of light, and then slowly shrunk.

It wasn't until this time that the old man breathed a sigh of relief. He waved and held the aperture in his hand. Watching the aperture keep swelling, he knew that the alien race was still alive, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Hahaha... I already know that those old ghosts have left behind, but a small demon seal is not enough to be afraid of!"

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly an unruly voice reverberated around again, and at the same time, different laughter came from around. This made the black-robed old man unable to maintain his composure for the first time, but took two steps back involuntarily. , looking up at the sky in the dark night in horror.

(End of this chapter)